"Hello! Let go Qiao Jingyan patted Dai Anmin's hand around her waist.

Dai Anmin let go regretfully.

It's a pity that time is too short. What a pity!

He and Qiao Jingyan get off the bus and stand beside Li Qingyu.

"Professor Li, are we really being targeted? Who is so powerful and has so much energy in the United States? That's too much for us, isn't it? " Dai asked.

"If you're right, it's the fat woman I picked up before." Li Qingyu said.

Dai Anmin showed a trace of doubt on his face. He found that the truck driver didn't quarrel with the taxi driver after he got off the bus. He just kept apologizing, saying that the cause of the accident was that he had just lost his mind, and that he would compensate the taxi for all the losses.

The truck driver also ran to Li Qingyu and asked them about their injuries. He had to take them to the hospital for examination, but there was no one else involved except the truck driver.

The whole process didn't look like a conspiracy at all.

"Professor, I don't think it's a conspiracy." Dai Anmin can't help whispering. Qiao Jingyan nodded to agree with him.

Li Qingyu is also slightly frown, on the immediate situation, he also felt that this is just an accident.

Is it really my fault?

At this time, another taxi came, the window fell, the driver's head out, it turned out to be a black eyed yellow skin Oriental.

"Hi, man, Chinese?" The driver shouts to Li Qingyu with a smile on his face. He speaks standard Mandarin!

When they met their compatriots in other places, Dai Anmin and Qiao Jingyan were surprised. Dai Anmin immediately replied, "yes, you are Chinese, too?"

"I'm Chinese. Nice to meet you."

The Chinese driver actually got out of the car and asked about the incident in a few words. After confirming that none of Li Qingyu's three people were injured, he pointed to the taxi driver and said, "if you do something wrong with his car, he should compensate you."

When getting off the plane, Sai Anmin contacted the organizer of the medical Summit Forum and knew that the receptionist was still waiting to register them in the hotel. Moreover, they were bumpy all the way and wanted to go back to the hotel early to have a rest. Moreover, they were not injured and did not need to be compensated.

So Li Qingyu waved his hand and said, "we just want to get to the hotel earlier.

"Why don't I take you to the hotel first? For the sake of compatriots, I'll give you a 50% discount? How about it? " The Chinese driver said enthusiastically.

The previous taxi driver didn't want to let Li Qingyu and the three leave. After all, even if they want to pay for it, the truck driver will pay for it. He just wants the three to stay and testify to him.

But seeing that Li Qingyu insisted on leaving, they had no choice but to leave their contact information and said that if necessary, they would be asked to testify before they let Li Qingyu leave.

The three got into the Chinese driver's car and went straight to the Hilton Hotel.

About eight out of ten taxi drivers in the world are talkative. The black driver just now is, and so is the Chinese driver now.

But just now the black driver was boasting about the greatness of the United States and the magic of the Chicago Bulls, while the Chinese guys were beating around the Bush, constantly asking about Li Qingyu and his three friends.

For example, ask Li Qingyu what they are doing in the United States? Do you have any relatives or friends in Chicago? How many days are you going to stay here? Would you like to visit some famous places in Chicago? Wait, wait, a lot of questions.

Qiao Jingyan doesn't like to talk to strangers and seldom answers them. However, Li Qingyu begins to review what happened just now in his mind. When he thinks about the question asked by the driver, he feels that the driver seems to have a problem. Therefore, he doesn't answer the question very much.

It was Dai Anmin who had a car accident. Instead of injuring a hair, he hugged the beauty's waist. The excessive secretion of adrenal hormone has not dissipated, so he kept answering the driver's questions.

After driving for a while, Li Qingyu frowned slightly. According to the time, they should have arrived at the hotel, but he found that the scenery outside the window seemed to become more and more desolate!

On both sides of the road are low and old buildings. The windows of the buildings emit a faint yellow light. The skyscrapers have long been invisible, and even the light poles have changed.

Li Qingyu realized that they had left the most prosperous urban area of Chicago!

And the Hilton Hotel decided by the Organizing Committee of the medical summit is just in the most prosperous area of Chicago!

He immediately took out his mobile phone, opened the electronic map, determined his location, and found that he had indeed left the city, and was further away from the Hilton Hotel.

Li Qingyu knew immediately that there was something wrong with the Chinese compatriots!

He remembered that the fat woman he had beaten was also a Chinese, so he knew better and said in secret, "ha ha, really powerful! Even in the United States can so quickly mobilize people! Well, I'll see what you want to do! "

At this time, Qiao Jingyan also found the problem, immediately asked: "master, you seem to go the wrong way?"

The driver turned to look at the electronic map in Li Qingyu's mobile phone and said with a smile, "no, I didn't go wrong. The road marked on the electronic map is now under repair. It has been closed. We have to make a detour. But you can rest assured that the oil price in the United States is very cheap, and I have already given you a 50% discount, so you will not spend more money at all. "

"Oh..." Qiao Jingyan said with a long, dubious voice, "it's like this."

While several people were talking, the car drove into a street only four meters wide. On both sides of the street, there were many shops with open doors, some selling cakes, some selling clothes, and some selling other messy small goods. But there was no one walking on the street!

The driver braked and the car stopped in the middle of the street.

"Master, why did you stop?" Dai Anmin asked suspiciously.

"I'll get a pack of cigarettes." The driver pointed to a cigarette hotel by the road through the window, opened the safety belt and got out of the car.

As soon as the driver got off, Li Qingyu said with a smile, "let's get off."

Dai Anmin was stunned and asked, "shall we get off, too? Professor, what are we doing out of the car? Do you want to buy something, too? "

He knew Li Qingyu didn't smoke and thought he wanted to buy other things.

Qiao Jingyan's face also showed a trace of doubt.

But Li Qingyu said with a smile, "people are ready to fight us. If we don't get off the bus, are we still hiding in the car waiting to die?"

"Do it to us? Who did it to us? How can... "

Dai an Ming is a fog water, the eyes then suddenly stare of slip round, Qiao Jing Yan's face also peeps out the color of panic equally!

They could see many men walking out of the shops on both sides of the street. There were young people in their seventies and eighties, and young people in their twenties, eighties and thirties.

There are Chinese, foreigners, whites and blacks in the group, without exception. They all have guys in their hands. The guys are in a mess. There is no unified system. There are steel pipes, baseball bats, machetes, chain locks and so on. No matter what they take, they all have a fierce look. You can see from a glance that the good will not come, the bad will come!

"This... What's going on? They... Who are they? We don't know them. Why do they beat us? Do you want to rob? " Qiao Jing's face is pale and her words are not easy to say.